" I pleaded.After several minutes he broke free from my embrace and closed his lips around the head of my cock and slowly lowered and raised his head....That magical tongue of Sammy's danced all over my penis exciting me beyond my imagination. With one hand closed around the shaft of my cock Sammy starting sucking the head. He increased his speed. With his other hand he explored my asshole. Somehow he managed to apply lube on his fingers and my hole and inserted one and then two fingers,. This is what she sent me. Here is a message my slut wife sent me just a few weeks ago. I thought I would share this little bit and I hope you enjoy.First slut wants you to know she adores her Master and his thick fat cockI do not know if I really have any sexual fantasies. But could maybe tell my Master some things slut plays out in her mind. Slut likes when Master demands what he wants from her. I love when you talk dirty to me, calling me slut, cunt, bitch, telling me take it up your ass.. This time I moved up to the window, letting him know I was watching. I waved back. He smiled and began to fuck his wife.He never looked up again and fucked his wife until they climaxed together.The next morning I saw Harv in the kitchen. He was making coffee."Morning, Jenny." This morning I looked closer at him than before, especially the crotch of his pants. His son didn't have the equipment I saw on his father last night. "I'm sorry about last night. Mabel and I use the hot tub sometimes. Suddenly, it began to rain, and it became clear that this was no small unseasonal shower, but an oncoming flood. Already, the suburban railway had shut down, and the city was slowing down. We both got wet, and soon realized, there was no I way I could get home, at least for the next 12 hours or so. Thankfully, her place was nearby.”You better come up, or you’ll catch a cold.””Camile, are you sure you want me to come up?””Yes. Better this than leaving you out in the rain. Come on up.”We went.